Just as he was about to leave his office, and take Sergeant Izzie Drake for a well-deserved coffee, a knock on his door signalled the arrival of Press Liaison Officer, George Thompson, accompanied by another man, who, without introduction, Ross immediately sensed was a member of the fourth estate, a reporter. The newcomer wore a well-used brown check jacket, with leather reinforcements on the elbows and his pale grey trousers looked as if they"d last been ironed around the time of the Queen"s silver jubilee. His dark brown hair was neat but a little long over his collar, and he simply smelled of "press" to Ross, who guessed the man"s age at around fifty to fifty-five.
“Hello, George. Come on in,” Ross said, wondering what information, if any, George and the newcomer might be bearing for h
